Mr. Stumble
By: Zach J
Mr. Stumble is a very stumbly child. He stumbles into people, down the stairs, even out of bed. He is very stumbly. He had many bruises all over his body like. He looked like a purple racket ball. He even lost one of his front teeth. His parents decided not to fix it because they assumed that it would just get knocked out again. Although his parents do not stumble at all. His parents can walk for many miles with out a single stumble. Sadly he lived in Walk Ville were people could walk and run without stumbling at all. In Walk Ville the school was three miles from his house but that wasn’t as far as some of his friends had to walk one of them walked twenty miles. Every building was at least two miles away it is a very big town.
Mr. Stumble woke up to the roaring of coffee beans being ground. He hated that sound because it always made him wake up to a shock. His feet got caught in the covers and he stumbles out of bed.
“OUCH,” yelled Mr. Stumble.
“Are you okay,” Mr. Dad yelled back. A question commonly asked around this house.
“Yep,” Mr. Stumble replied. He would fall out of bed almost every day because of the shocking awakening. The only days he wouldn’t have that kind of awakening is on the weekends because he would wake up before Mr. Dad.
Mr. Stumble stumbled down the stairs. He would always stumble down the stairs but it is surprising because you would think he would think it out more. He stumbled into Mr. Dad who didn’t move at all so Mr. Stumble just fell to the ground. Mr. Dad was used to getting ran into by Mr. Stumble because it happened every day. He even stumbled through the door. I don’t even get how he could stumble through a door. This wasn’t odd for Mr. Stumble it was an average day for him. While he was walking to school he stumbled into Mr. Basketball one of his friends. He’d noticed that Mr. Stumble was stumbling a lot. So he decided that he would teach him how to walk without a stumble.
So Mr. Basketball decided,” I’ll teach you how to walk without a stumble.”
As they were walking Mr. Stumble stumbled into other people. So Mr. Basketball let Mr. Stumble use him for balance. Because the walk to school was three miles his legs got stronger and stronger. His legs were probably just as weak as a babies. Nobody knows if it was his fault for having weak legs. He always tried to play sports or games with his friends but he couldn’t walk or run good enough to play with them. But after Mr. Stumble helped him he walked with style. He ended up only stumbled twice in the hall before recess started.
At recess he was playing football with all his friends and didn’t make a stumble. He was so proud of his new found power. He made the track team he helped bring them to state for the team. From that day forward he would walk for miles. He even ran a marathon with his friends. From that day on they called him Mr. Stroll. He was not covered in bruises all the time. His parents even fixed his tooth. He was a much happier person from then on. He would always play sports with him. He was proud to be called Mr. Stroll not Mr. Stumble.
By: Zach J
Mr. Stumble is a very stumbly child. He stumbles into people, down the stairs, even out of bed. He is very stumbly. He had many bruises all over his body like. He looked like a purple racket ball. He even lost one of his front teeth. His parents decided not to fix it because they assumed that it would just get knocked out again. Although his parents do not stumble at all. His parents can walk for many miles with out a single stumble. Sadly he lived in Walk Ville were people could walk and run without stumbling at all. In Walk Ville the school was three miles from his house but that wasn’t as far as some of his friends had to walk one of them walked twenty miles. Every building was at least two miles away it is a very big town.
Mr. Stumble woke up to the roaring of coffee beans being ground. He hated that sound because it always made him wake up to a shock. His feet got caught in the covers and he stumbles out of bed.
“OUCH,” yelled Mr. Stumble.
“Are you okay,” Mr. Dad yelled back. A question commonly asked around this house.
“Yep,” Mr. Stumble replied. He would fall out of bed almost every day because of the shocking awakening. The only days he wouldn’t have that kind of awakening is on the weekends because he would wake up before Mr. Dad.
Mr. Stumble stumbled down the stairs. He would always stumble down the stairs but it is surprising because you would think he would think it out more. He stumbled into Mr. Dad who didn’t move at all so Mr. Stumble just fell to the ground. Mr. Dad was used to getting ran into by Mr. Stumble because it happened every day. He even stumbled through the door. I don’t even get how he could stumble through a door. This wasn’t odd for Mr. Stumble it was an average day for him. While he was walking to school he stumbled into Mr. Basketball one of his friends. He’d noticed that Mr. Stumble was stumbling a lot. So he decided that he would teach him how to walk without a stumble.
So Mr. Basketball decided,” I’ll teach you how to walk without a stumble.”
As they were walking Mr. Stumble stumbled into other people. So Mr. Basketball let Mr. Stumble use him for balance. Because the walk to school was three miles his legs got stronger and stronger. His legs were probably just as weak as a babies. Nobody knows if it was his fault for having weak legs. He always tried to play sports or games with his friends but he couldn’t walk or run good enough to play with them. But after Mr. Stumble helped him he walked with style. He ended up only stumbled twice in the hall before recess started.
At recess he was playing football with all his friends and didn’t make a stumble. He was so proud of his new found power. He made the track team he helped bring them to state for the team. From that day forward he would walk for miles. He even ran a marathon with his friends. From that day on they called him Mr. Stroll. He was not covered in bruises all the time. His parents even fixed his tooth. He was a much happier person from then on. He would always play sports with him. He was proud to be called Mr. Stroll not Mr. Stumble.